Dora caressed Marcel's bare chest, rubbing it smoothly.
Marcel moves slightly on the bed, his eyes still closed. Dora bent her head down to kiss him, but the door opened quickly.
"What do you think you are doing?," Vanessa screams.
Dora jumped off the bed in shock, panting.
"What..t, are you doing here?". Dora questioned stammering.
Vanessa walked to the wardrobe and removed the phone, cancelling the video mode.
"You want to sleep with Marcel? I always knew you were no good but this is something else." Vanessa grabbed her.
"No, I wasn't. I wa…s just tr…..," Dora muttered.
"What is happening here?." Mrs Eleanor stood at the doorstep, her eyes widened.
Behind her was Mr Charles, dressed in his pyjamas.
"Why is she without clothes in Marcel's room? What is going on here?." Mrs Eleanor walked to Marcel's bed.
"Can someone explain what the hell is happening here, right now?." Mr Charles barked.
Vanessa released her arms off Dora.
